The day after defeating the Siber Wolves of Ulan, the Shire's follow-up reinforcements came up. This time, 60,000 people came to Yuntian City, and another 100,000 went to Fushan City and Changshan City, which was the largest troop transfer in the past ten years.

This time, Song Rui, the 45-year-old Marquis of Benwolf, personally took command and sat in Fushan City with the third princess Xuanyuan Lingyu.

The Ulan retreated 100 miles, and since then the land links between Yuntian City, Fushan City, Changshan City and Damai City have been opened up again.

And Yang Yunhui also had to return to the military camp in Changshan City.

When he first arrived outside Changshan City, Yang Yunhui almost couldn't recognize this sturdy city.

The walls were smashed everywhere, and several towers were destroyed. A strong smell of blood could be smelled under the city walls. You can imagine how fierce the battle was at that time.

The gates have been replaced with a new one, and it seems that the old one has been destroyed. The door was tightly closed, and although Yang Yunhui could fly in, he didn't dare, for fear of being shot down.

Eventually, he turned around and headed for the Changshan military camp outside the city.

The barracks are still the same as before, after all, they are built of obsidian and can withstand strong blows.

After returning to the barracks, the first person he saw that night was He Bing.

After this battle, He Bing was also promoted, and he became a ten-captain of the special operations regiment.

"Yunhui, you're back, I thought something happened to you!"

"It's true that I almost couldn't come back~"

"I always thought it was a good errand when you followed the princess's team to inspect the villages and towns that day, but I didn't expect to be attacked by the Ulans, but well, it's good to come back now, hahaha. ”

Subsequently, Yang Yunhui told about his experience with Liu Xinchen at the bottom of the cliff.

"Yo, there's still this paragraph, the hero saved the beauty~"

"Almost hung up!"

"It's worth it!"

"Where's Yun Peng?"

"That kid is injured and in the hospital!"

Qin Yunpeng was very unhappy in his heart because he was not arranged to follow him to protect Li Sihan that day. Later, when the news of the loss of contact with the princesses came, the Uhlans came to attack the city. At that time, Qin Yunpeng was fighting the Ulan people as if he was desperate. However, the Ulan people are very strong, no, she was shot down by an arrow. Fortunately, he did not die and was rescued by medical personnel.

"Let's go see him!"

"Okay!"

The two of them found Jiang Xuena, and then the three of them went to the hospital together.

"Room 609, huh?" Yang Yunhu looked at the eldest sister who was guarding the long table at the door and said.

"Yes, little brother, it's in the third room over there," the eldest sister pointed to the door not far away.

"Oh!"

The three of them walked to the door of room 609 and looked inside.

"Ha, this kid is really here!" He Bing smiled slightly.

And at this time, Qin Yunpeng in the room also happened to look at the door of the room, "Ah, you guys are here!"

"Ha, brothers have come to see you!" Yang Yunhui was the first to walk in.

The three of them walked to the bedside.

"Where's the injury?" Yang Yunhui asked.

"An arrow was shot in the leg!"

"Ah, you were shot too! I was shot in Cloud Sky City before!"

"Brother~"

"You two don't around, it's embarrassing!" He Bing suddenly stopped the chatter between the two.

"Uh..."

"When will I be discharged from the hospital?" At this time, Jiang Xuena asked.

"At least fifteen days away..."

"There are no injuries left behind!" Yang Yunhui said.

"Why, okay. ”

"Hurry up, let's go have a drink together!"

"Emmm, it's going to be good soon, hehe. ”

The three chatted in the hospital for a while.

Suddenly an alarm sounded outside the house.

Woo!

"Oh no, the Ulans are here again!" Someone shouted outside the door.

"Quick, you guys go back!" Qin Yunpeng hurriedly said to them.

When the trio returned to their camp headquarters, they were assembling their troops.

"Wind Battalion, report the number!" The officer shouted.

1、2、3...

When the team finished counting, a captain quickly stepped forward and said, "Report to the battalion commander, 300 people from the Hurricane Battalion have arrived." ”

"Okay, everyone is waiting for orders here!"

Outside the barracks, a large area of the Ulan people was confronting the defenders of Changshan City from afar.

In the eyes of the Ulans, the fortified city in front of them was a moat in front of them. Without taking this city, they simply couldn't drive straight into the heart of the Shire.

The siege battle a few days ago had just ended, and the city wall had not yet been repaired, and the reappearance of the Ulans made the soldiers and civilians in the city extremely frightened. Because the city wall at this time can no longer withstand destruction, not to mention that the number of Ulan people this time is larger.

The only consolation was that reinforcements had arrived. A total of 60,000 reinforcements gave Changshan Castle the confidence to hold on. Coupled with the remaining 20,000 people in the barracks outside the city, a total of 80,000 people, this already has enough right to speak.

Although it is located in the plains, and no one can compete with the cavalry of the Ulans for the same number here, it is a little more comfortable in the military camp of the Shire at this time.

Gongsun Fearless summoned all the high-ranking generals in his battle room.

"Tell me, what are the Ulans here for this time?" Gongsun Wudaunt stood in front of the sand table simulation map and looked at the generals and said.

......

No one spoke, as if everyone was unsure of the intentions of the Ulans, and the generals of the Changshan military camp knew that the earl would ask everyone to speak their minds as soon as they had an idea in mind.

"Heh, didn't anyone say that?" Gongsun Wudaunt asked again.

"Let me give you my opinion," said a reinforcement general who had arrived from the imperial capital.

"Well, Karls, you can say it," Gongsun Dauntless nodded with a seemingly happy look.

"Ahem, the Ulans may have shot a false shot. ”

"Oh, let's hear it!"

"Since we didn't capture this place a few days ago, and now that reinforcements have arrived, there is no need to come, so I conclude that the Ulans are not targeting us!"

"Ulan's target is not us, Karls, do you think everyone is blind, there are at least 80,000 people in the Ulan array, and you actually say that their target is not us, huh?" Enso, an officer of the Changshan barracks, immediately objected.

"That could be a suspicious tactic!" The officer, Karls, said again.

"Suspicious tactics, why, when did they Ulan people become so cunning!"

"If Uland's target is Cloud Sky City, once they take that city, they can unite with the Wooden Tower people!"

"But if they can take Changshan City, then won't they be able to unite with the Daks!"

"I think it's more likely that Ulan colluded with the Muta people!"

"Not necessarily. ”

The two of them had been arguing about where the Ulan people were targeting, until Gongsun Wudaunt shouted.

"Okay, don't argue, what you say is reasonable, let's see what the intelligence department says," after saying this, Gongsun Wudaunt looked at a civilian official standing to his left.

The man nodded slightly to everyone present, "Generals, we have received a message from the enemy-occupied territory that their Minister of the Interior had gone to the city-state of Dak in the east a few days ago. ”

He looked at Karth and continued, "The message is clear, their goal is to unite Dark. ”

"Why would they unite with Dark, Darkk has split into two small eastern and western states, this doesn't make sense," Karls shook his head, unable to understand the contents of this information.

"What's incomprehensible, their target is our Changshan City, or maybe Barley City, they want food!" Enso said with a smug look at Karls.

"So, the Ulans are still targeting us," Gongsun Fearless looked at the intelligence officer.

"Intelligence-wise," the intelligence officer nodded.

Gongsun Wudaunt looked at the sand table map and thought silently for a while, "Tonight, you have arranged the manpower, let's spend tonight first and then look at the situation, do you understand?"

"Understood!" replied in unison.

Soon, Yang Yunhui, who was in the Hurricane Camp, received the latest order: vigil.

Yang Yunhui was one of the 30 people in the Blastwind Camp who were scheduled to keep vigil tonight.

After a brief dinner, Yang Yunhui took all his equipment and went to the guard post under the city wall, which was the temporary residence of the night watch soldiers. He is now a captain of ten, so he is slightly better treated and has a small room of his own. In that little room there was a bed and a table, and there were some small pastries on the table. At this time, Yang Yunhui was not in the mood to eat pastries, after these days in the barracks, he had already realized the danger here, and he would hang up if he was not careful. Therefore, when he has free time, he will quietly think about what he has learned, or think about his past experiences.

He had been shot with a bow and arrow many times, and although he had survived, he would feel his luck every time he healed. Because if those arrows hit him not in the body, but in the head, then he had no chance of living.

After thinking about it for a long time in the room, Yang Yunhui walked out the door, intending to see what his men were doing.

After leaving the small room, he quietly came to the hall of the guardhouse, where many soldiers of the night vigil were roasting fires.

It was already November, and the weather was getting colder, and the night temperature was relatively low, so the warriors lit a bonfire in the hall. There was also a pot of water boiling on the campfire. They got together in two or three and said something.

When Yang Yunhui walked up to them, they immediately stood up, "Sir!"

Yang Yunhui nodded and motioned for them to sit down.

"What are you talking about?" Yang Yunhui asked in a low voice.

"We're praying!"

"Pray, pray to the church?"

"Yes, we are all praying to the Templar. ”

"Tell me what you're praying for?" Yang Yunhui tried to make himself look kinder.

"We are praying that we will not be killed by the Ulans, we all want to live!"

Yang Yunhui looked at him and nodded lightly, "Let's pray together!" Then he also put his hands together to make a prayer, although he never thought that there were gods in his mind, but the people of this world believed in the gods very much, once they encountered any dangerous things, they would pray, hoping to obtain the blessing of the gods.

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